A Monumental Affair - Sex Stories

A Monumental Affair

... again. This time rather than hovering slightly over me, she pressed her now oiled breasts and hard erect nipples tight against me, massaging and sliding them in circles across my back as she moved lower and lower. Ajei's palms returned to my buttocks, kneading and pressing in wide arcs that gradually spread them wider with every turn. I felt the oil poured over me again, this time drizzled in several tiny circles over and around my sensitive rosette. I could feel the oil momentarily pool in its little dip before trickling down over my labia and clit and then dripping onto the blanket. This time Ajei didn't tease me. Her fingers massaged the oil into my labia, stroking and sliding gently up and down each one in turn. On each downward stroke she pressed and flicked at my clit, gradually releasing it from its nest, sending waves of pleasure up and down my body. The movement and pressure of her fingers over my petals released the wetness that had been slowly building and building within me. My honey trickled out over her insistent fingers, mixing with the scent of the oil to fill the night air with an intoxicating aroma of massage oil and sex. Ajei paused again for a moment and I heard what sounded like the shuffle of her removing her own pair of jeans. My senses proved right. When she sat back down and straddled the backs of my calves again, I could feel the heat of her own sex gently rubbing against the back of my leg. Her fingers returned to my pussy. I sighed as I felt Ajei ...

... slide a finger inside me, caressing my velvety inner walls in gentle but persistent circles. My whole body tensed in pleasure with her first strokes. As I relaxed into the movements of her finger, she slid second one in, rubbing them together in tandem and bathing them both in a heady mixture of massage oil and my own sweet juices. The palm of her other hand spread my buttocks again and I felt the pad of her thumb dab into the few drops of oil that were still pooled in the dip of my rosette. I sighed even louder as she gently rubbed her thumb in delicate circles around it, placing a little more pressure with every tiny turn until her thumb was stretching my rosette open but not yet delving inside me. Desperately needing her inside my most secret place, I lifted my hips off the blanket and pushed back against her thumb. The movement was enough for her thumb to edge inside. I moaned in pleasure as I felt the incredible delight of her thumb pushing slowly into my ass. Ajei started curling it, rubbing in rhythm with the curls of her fingers that were still working in and out of my pussy. My hips were now well off the blanket, moving in time to the increasing tempo of the thrusts and curls of her fingers and thumb. I could feel Ajei begin to frantically rub her own sex harder and harder against my calf. She started to twist both wrists while pressing her digits into me. The relentless rubbing and caressing inside my ass and against the sweet spot on the upper wall of my pussy, was ...